The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-11-11
LOVE FINDS A WAY.

Resale n l were seated III IloCO|J
back parlor looking yer U ward
robes. l had an array OF faded old
dresses that l had turned and made
over and dyed until there was nothing
else could be done to them. Rosalie,
who was the pet of the family, exnNted
in the possession of IL new white mus
lin, and / must say l was a little Jeal-
u
We expected q visit from our cousin,
Dale ArdaVan, and were rather
ashamed OF our poor little house and
surroundings. Rosalie always appro-
priated him for herself, as she haddon
everything since l was a baby, but l
liked the big, manly fellow just the
same.
If Dale noticed our shabbiness he
said nothing about it when he came.
l saw very little OF him, as I taught
the village school, but he was gener-
ally on hand to speak a kind word
when l started out. Rosalie and he
spent whole days together, and it
looked very much like a match would
result.
One morning as they were starting
of to go to a picnic, he stopped me
with an earnest look on his face.
"Why will you work yourself to
death?" he said. "Better come with
us to the woods"
But | shook my head. I could not
tell him that mother and Rosalie
were dependent on my efforts. All
day in the hot schoolroom his kindly
eyes followed me and cheered me.
In the afternoon, just as reces was
over, q terrible storm came up and /
had all l could do to reassure the
children, who were crying around me.
l began to pray, for l was terribly
frightened at the thunder. The next
moment there was a flash of lightning
and the roof of the schoolhouse fell in.
can remember being picked up in
some ones strong arms and feeling
tears upon my face, and lips pressed
to mine; then all was blank again.
But one morning-ohl sweet, blessed
reliefl-I opened my eyes on u own
homely little room, never before a
paradise to me. Everything was still,
so very still, and / slowly took in
each familiar object. Seated by the
window, his face hidden in
his hands, was Dale Ardayan.
"Dale," l said, in g thin, weak voice,
surely not my voice, "come here"
He started forward, but checked
the words that rose to his lips, and
came and knelt quietly by the bed
side, and / am sure that there was
something moist on the pitiful wasted
hands he bent over; but he said never
a word.
"Dale," / went on questioningly,
scarcely positive yet as to my own
identity, II have been very ILL"
Eyes very i'll, my Marian; but you
must not talk, not ever so little. You
are better now, 80 much better, but
quiet is essential"
"Tell me, then. everything, all about
it, for / can never rest until the dream
ing and the reality are separate and
distinct"
He told me then OF how he and
Resale, seeing the storm, had return
ed from the picnic and he started to.
ward the schoolhouse, intending to
bring me home, and found nothing
but a frightful mass OF brick and NOR
tar; OF how the village had conpre.
gated, and men, women and children,
too, had worked as never before in an
agony OF fear, for it was their W
flesh and blood that lay busied be-
meath.
"You escaped better than most Of
them, Miriam" said Dale, in concln.
sion, land had it not been for che
lever raging in your veins, and
IN any case inevitable, you would
not have suffered greatly from the &C.
cident; as it is, you have had an
unquestionabiy severe time. We knew
this morning. and there was Il little
culver in the voice. shat the chances
were ten to one you world open your
eyes on the other world instead Of
this. Thank God the latter is the
case; but / knew it would be too
much for you to hear at once Tor /
had closed my eyes and the room was
swimming round iii q whirl.
1t was q most sweet coming back to
lfe. Aunt Winnifred gentle ard con-
| Hider&te, showing mora tenderness "a.
! ward me than ] had deemed pos.
sible. Rosalie, quiescent, to say
the least for she Was clever enough
TO discern that this was the
wiaest card she could play lust
now, and Dale Ardavan, with lis even
thoughtful, attentive kindness that
left nothing undone that could be
done 10 Tempt back my old friends,
health and strength. Small wonder,
then, that my recovery was rapid.
Cine evening, n bleak. gloomy even.
Ing too raw decidedly Tor me To !
] kure out for my accu9t0med drive ~